These Words Will Be Worth More Than The Moans, Only When You're Alone
You are,
Breaking me
Tied to the tracks,
Blindfolded,
On the edge of this bridge
You are,
Destroying me
Left out in the rain,
The edges of this skin,
Peeling away,
Ink running,
Staining for you
You are,
Fucking me over
Foot on,
The back of my neck,
As you whisper sweet things
I am,
Eating your words
Choking on them,
Oh,
The foul taste
I am,
Fading away
As you kiss my goodnight,
Registering your place,
In my head that night,
Even though,
You do not plan,
To stay
Making damn certain,
That I will remember you,
Because as such a young boy,
You will be nothing but selfish
You are,
Loosing me
And as I smile,
Blood draining,
Into this poem,
I assure you
You are,
Not the best,
I will have
I am,
More than,
You will ever deserve
What other girl,
Would write such a,
Fuck up,
Such rhymes,
Across his stained,
Bedsheets?
In the end,
Baby,
My words,
Will be more,
Than her moans,
When you are left alone
You will,
Think of me,
Every fucking night,
Of your life
Breaking me
Tied to the tracks,
Blindfolded,
On the edge of this bridge
You are,
Destroying me
Left out in the rain,
The edges of this skin,
Peeling away,
Ink running,
Staining for you
You are,
Fucking me over
Foot on,
The back of my neck,
As you whisper sweet things
I am,
Eating your words
Choking on them,
Oh,
The foul taste
I am,
Fading away
As you kiss my goodnight,
Registering your place,
In my head that night,
Even though,
You do not plan,
To stay
Making damn certain,
That I will remember you,
Because as such a young boy,
You will be nothing but selfish
You are,
Loosing me
And as I smile,
Blood draining,
Into this poem,
I assure you
You are,
Not the best,
I will have
I am,
More than,
You will ever deserve
What other girl,
Would write such a,
Fuck up,
Such rhymes,
Across his stained,
Bedsheets?
In the end,
Baby,
My words,
Will be more,
Than her moans,
When you are left alone
You will,
Think of me,
Every fucking night,
Of your life